Amara's POV Finally, I was getting discharged today. I don’t think I could have survived another day trapped in that suffocating silence and confinement. Victoria had called earlier, offering to pick me up, but I had turned her down. “It’s fine,” I said. “Darius is on his way, and I’ve already agreed to let him come.” Her voice, though gentle, was insistent. “Are you sure, Amara? You don’t have to do this alone…” I let out a small laugh, trying to calm both of us. “It’s okay, Victoria. I told him to come. After that, I’ll head straight to the mansion to collect my things—and the signed divorce papers. He just wants to talk.” A long sigh drifted through the line. “Alright… we’ll be waiting. We need to finalize the plan for your move to New York and the launch. I can’t believe this is really happening—you, building your own company from scratch and collaborating with one of the biggest fashion houses.” I smiled, feeling a spark of pride I hadn’t felt in a long time. “I know.
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